Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the Old English PoetsRichard Henry Stoddard Bunce and Huntington, 1866 - 206 oldal |
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19. oldal
... , Which wrinkles will devour : Brightness falls from the air ; Queens have died young and fair : Duft hath closed Helen's eye : I am fick , I must die . Lord , have mercy on us ! Strength floops unto the grave ; Worms feed on Hector 19.
... , Which wrinkles will devour : Brightness falls from the air ; Queens have died young and fair : Duft hath closed Helen's eye : I am fick , I must die . Lord , have mercy on us ! Strength floops unto the grave ; Worms feed on Hector 19.
21. oldal
... Young lovers meet , old wives a sunning fit , In every street these tunes our ears do greet , Cuckoo , jug , jug , pu we , to witta woo . Spring , the sweet Spring . THOMAS NASH . PHILOMELA'S ODE THAT SHE SUNG IN HER ARBOUR . [ 1592 ...
... Young lovers meet , old wives a sunning fit , In every street these tunes our ears do greet , Cuckoo , jug , jug , pu we , to witta woo . Spring , the sweet Spring . THOMAS NASH . PHILOMELA'S ODE THAT SHE SUNG IN HER ARBOUR . [ 1592 ...
39. oldal
... young sunbeams do subdue Angry , aged Winter . II . Blafts are mild , and seas are calm , Every meadow flows with balm , The Earth wears all her riches : Harmonious birds fing such a psalm As ear and heart bewitches . III . Reserve ...
... young sunbeams do subdue Angry , aged Winter . II . Blafts are mild , and seas are calm , Every meadow flows with balm , The Earth wears all her riches : Harmonious birds fing such a psalm As ear and heart bewitches . III . Reserve ...
75. oldal
... young ; Be affured ' tis fhe , or none , That I love , and love alone . SONG . WILLIAM BROWNE . [ 1620 ? ] STEER , hither fleer , your winged pines , All beaten mariners ; Here lie Love's undiscovered mines , A prey to passengers ...
... young ; Be affured ' tis fhe , or none , That I love , and love alone . SONG . WILLIAM BROWNE . [ 1620 ? ] STEER , hither fleer , your winged pines , All beaten mariners ; Here lie Love's undiscovered mines , A prey to passengers ...
80. oldal
... Young men , flee when Beauty darts Amorous glances at your hearts : A quick eye gives the surer aim , And ladies ' lips have power to maim . Now in her lips , now in her eyes , Lapt in a kiss or smile , Love lies ; Then flee betimes ...
... Young men , flee when Beauty darts Amorous glances at your hearts : A quick eye gives the surer aim , And ladies ' lips have power to maim . Now in her lips , now in her eyes , Lapt in a kiss or smile , Love lies ; Then flee betimes ...
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Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the old English Poets Richard Henry Stoddard Korlátozott előnézet - 2021 |
Melodies and Madrigals: Mostly from the old English Poets Richard Henry Stoddard Korlátozott előnézet - 2021 |
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beauty BEN JONSON beſt birds breath bright BRYAN WALLER PROCTER Celia cheek cherry-ripe Chloris Cupid dear death defire delight DIRGE doft doth DOWLAND'S BOOK drink eyes faft fair fhall figh fing fleep flowers ftay ftill GEORGE DARLEY golden grave grief happy Hark hath hear heart heaven Heigh HENRY hither JAMES SHIRLEY JOHN FLETCHER JOHN WEBSTER kiss ladies lips love thee Love's lover MADRIGALS maid merry mind mistress morn mufic muſt ne'er never night nightingale nonny o'er paffions PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Phillis pity play queen reft ROBERT BROWNING ROBERT HERRICK roses Say nay ſhall ſkies smile Song Song Song sorrow soul Spring ſtay sweetly tears tell thine things THOMAS THOMAS CAMPION THOMAS CAREW THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES thou art thou wilt unto wanton weep WILBYE'S MADRIGALS WILLIAM DRUMMOND WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE wilt thou leave wind wine wings
Népszerű szakaszok
70. oldal - Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than gifts to lend; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend — This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And, having nothing, yet hath all.
154. oldal - That's sweetly play'd in tune. As fair art thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I : And I will luve thee still, my dear, Till a...
59. oldal - Or the nard in the fire ? Or have tasted the bag of the bee ? O so white, O so soft, O so sweet is she!
104. oldal - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
106. oldal - ON A GIRDLE. That which her slender waist confined, Shall now my joyful temples bind ; No monarch but would give his crown His arms might do what this has done. It was my heaven's extremest sphere, The pale which held that lovely deer, My joy, my grief, my hope, my love, Did all within this circle move. A narrow compass, and yet there Dwelt all that's good and all that's fair; Give me but what this ribband bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.
114. oldal - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
116. oldal - GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may, Old Time is still a-flying: And this same flower that smiles to-day, To-morrow will be dying. The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun, The higher he's a-getting; The sooner will his race be run, And nearer he's to setting. That age is best, which is the first, When youth and blood are warmer; But being spent, the worse, and worst Times still succeed the former. Then be not coy, but use your time, And while ye may, go marry: For having lost but once your prime, You may...
24. oldal - Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished! Reply, reply. It is engendered in the eyes. With gazing fed ; and fancy dies In the cradle where it lies. Let us all ring fancy's knell : I'll begin it, — Ding, dong, bell.
161. oldal - And on that cheek, and o'er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent ! THE HARP THE MONARCH MINSTREL SWEPT.
28. oldal - Take, oh take those lips away, That so sweetly were forsworn; And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn; But my kisses bring again, bring again, Seals of love, but seal'd in vain. seal'd in vain.